: Bic: your ears et catch the eueine of i big feet 
and the rustling of his wings. When he has satisfied his 
| curiosity, and whetted yours, away he dashes, unseen, with 
an elfish imitation of laughter that makes you want to join 
in his merriment, although the. joke is on you. Yet Esma 
| caught him twice unawares. | | — 
_ _There is a basin full of water, weighted down with white 
stones, out behind a screen of the tree form of Oregon — 
grape in the side yard. There, if you are wary, a chat maybe 
seen at. his bath, which he takes whenever the notion 
| Oregon—Taken by Mrs. aS E. For revi 
| a. Lone- tailed Chat—Unaware ; 
| strikes him, many times a day. He seems to scrub. away at 
his lemon-yellow vest, his white shirt tail, and dark green 
hood until they look so mussy that one wonders if he will 
ever get unsnarled. But a spring of his brown toes lands 
him in a syringa bush, where, fancying himself in peaceful 
- golitude, with dips of his bill, shakes of his wings, flirts of 
his tail, and scratches of his toe-nails, he ated arrays him- | 
self j in all his glory. 8 5 
| He is not always so cautious. Orie spring when life 
- was brimming full, and riotous, he was seen to fling him- 
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